Food Of The Gods

Hiding In The Light

What kind of intelligence would revel in the unbridled destruction of itself

In the murderous consumption of its own life force and vital energy

In the callous exploitation of all sentient life

What kind of god would sanction a system based on a merciless concoction of barbarism and terror

Of extreme agitation and wild, unmitigated suffering

Where the gentlest, most meekest of creatures die in the most horrifying and brutalised of ways

Where the base cravings of dominance and cruelty always seem to win out over the higher impulses of tolerance and co-operation

Equality and the desire to live in accordance with the Earth’s natural laws

Not the god of love, that’s for certain

Nor the supreme expression of fairness and infinite compassion

But an entity which hides its true nature within a shining hologram of love

And wears a chameleon’s gown of impeccable camouflage

There in the trees beside the blue crystal lake

There in the soft xylophone air

There on the diaphanous fine golden sands

Permeating the forests and dank membranes of soil

And the vastness and strangeness of assimilated streets

Waiting

The Natural Order Of Things (the game of games)

Something has been tampered with to suit the purposes of another paradigm

A voodoo hierarchy

One based on slaughter and the currency of suffering

Mass murder and extreme violence

A new reality overlaying the original

Where the strong prey on the weak

And where innocents are ritualistically massacred

In a murderous vortex of endurance and hardship

Enslavement and blood sacrifice

Food for the gods

For the moon and the cosmos

The universe creating and recreating itself

Loosh

Feeding The Grid

Loosh energy on the battlefields, in the concentration camps, where all human beings suffer the most

Loosh energy in poverty and filthy diseased streets filled with the cries of starving, ragged children

Loosh energy in football stadiums and large rock venues, in packed city squares, any place where the masses congregate and expel vital dynamic emotion

Loosh energy when bombs go off and bullets zip indiscriminately through the air, where acts of genocide may occur under the false flags of revolution and freedom

Good and tasty loosh when it’s laced with terror and fear, chaos and atrocity, when it’s preceded by torture or satanic ritual

Loosh running for its life on the African veldt as the leopard takes the hapless deer in its powerful jaws, or when the woodsmen makes the forest weep with sacred sap

Loosh (set like old honey) at all war memorials and cenotaphs, in all churches and temples and synagogues

Best loosh of all, in school playgrounds and nurseries, in the places where all children run wild and whose hearts are filled with the ecstasy of joyous life

Vintage loosh energy in all hospitals and sanatoriums, where the flashing gossamer spirits of the dead are newly released into the sticky matrix of lurking peril

Quality gourmet loosh in theatres and cinemas, in discos and festivals, on sports fields and in large municipal parks, where scores huddle together to express revulsion and horror, anxiety and euphoria, the  broadest  possible  range of human psychic energy and consciousness

A Banquet Of Flames

There is something wrong here

There is something fundamentally at odds with what we are being taught in our schools

And told by our political and spiritual leaders

Those men and women in influential positions of power and authority

Who openly preach about love and compassion, peace and harmony

Good solid values of justice and liberty, kinship and commonality

While privately serving another agenda

A darker spectrum of secrecy and subterfuge

Violence and division

War and an overwhelming lust for exploitation and absolute control over those they pretend to represent

They are not for the people like they say they are

They are liars and deceivers who despise the whole of common humanity

And attempt to block its path to advancement at every turn

Puppets on a string who are shaken and jerked into acting only in accordance with a specific wavelength by their masters in the shadows

A motley crew of rogue demi-gods and a wastrel elite of cold-blooded psychopaths and philanderers

Spiders playing the long game, watching with dark fathomless eyes

Lurking in the glare of store fronts and street lamps

Waiting to gorge on a banquet of flames

Frequency Modulation

Listen to what I say, do exactly what I say

When I count to three you will begin to wake up

One

Two…..

A permanent bad news stream of poor weather and impending natural disasters

The toxic war in the Middle East

One

Two…..

Home made terrorist boogie men and cartoon media despots frantically trying to acquire an armoury of primitive nuclear spears

One

Two…..

Knife wielding teenagers and gun toting crack dealers operating with impunity on our filthy, vandalised streets

One

Two…..

Devil dogs and paedophiles, meteorites and murders

One

Two…..

Global financial markets in meltdown, in crisis

Volcanoes burning themselves down to the plug

One

Two…..

Frequency control to lock us all in to survival mode

To keep us nailed in to our own skin

To make us feel suspicious of our neighbour and anxious about what the future might bring

Grinding us down into the dirt

One

Two…..

Forcing us to compete with one another when we all should be working

To raise ourselves up

Not fighting and waging war

One

Two…..

Not lowering the vibe so we are easier to manipulate and control

One

Two…..

Frequency modulation to produce a negative harvest of loosh essence

Pinning us down, restricting our growth

One

Two…..

Stopping us from becoming who we truly are

Making us forget what we came here to do

Three

Let’s not give our power away

Wake up before it gets too late

Before we’ve all got spy cams in our homes and been micro-chipped like cattle and sheep

Before we are all dumbed down to a zombie race of mindless, unquestioning consumers

Before we are weakened by a genocide virus and our children mass vaccinated with experimental poly-pills and brain toxic stews

With deadly mind numbing compounds like mercury and squalene, aluminium and serum grade formaldehyde and antifreeze

I have an idea:

Switch off the TV and the radio

Unplug the Playstation and the I-pod

The cellphone and the broadband connection

Then find the button to turn on your own mind

Get clear

Stand up and resist

Gods Of Love And False Ideals

A loving god would have set things up without the need to kill for food

Or to rape the Earth for territory and natural resources

The god of love would not sack a city or snuff out a whole civilization the way they have been in the past

A loving god would value the whole of life as sacred and precious and would hold it in the highest esteem

Coveting each tiny microbe and parasite as much as the mighty, magnificent elephant or whale

The god of love would have the capacity to see into the very core of life and would know that all living things have incalculable merit and are inextricably linked

All lifeforms would be valued for their resonance and harmonic frequency

For the vibrational imprint they give to the Earth

For the codes their cells transmit through the profundity of their peaceful co-existing

Not as a food source to be scythed down when the time is ripe

Not something to be bludgeoned to death or shot at for sport

But something to be respected for its sovereign relation to the whole

For its uniqueness and natural diversity

For its true electric nature

The glowing incandescent blood song of vibrant inner knowledge

Sweet fire

Wisdom Herbs And Teacher Plants

Consider for a moment, the trees and the grasses

Wisdom herbs and teacher plants

How they harvest the sunlight and yearn only for the alchemy of clean water and healthy, nutritious soil

How they roll with the natural cycles of nature and the orderly seasons of the Earth

How they live in harmony and foster symbiotic relationships with other plants and creatures in order to develop and mature

How they are connected with one another in all kinds of simple and complex ways

How they emanate an ageless, inscrutable intelligence far beyond our own

Theirs can be a template for the whole of existence

Theirs can be a model on which we could all live by

Taking only what we need and not what we can hoard

Sharing and sustainably managing our resources

Co-operating with one another for the greater common good

Opening our hearts to the endless possibilities of our expansive human Spirit

Earth

This majestic planet is a reference library for creation

Containing records of DNA and creator codes encrypted in the maps of leaves and the immutable crystalline molecules and vastness of rock

A beautiful, voluptuous living organism for Spirit to experience the exhilarating journey of physical sensation

A learning zone of irrepressible magnitude

Where the sovereign flame of raw creativity burns endlessly like a firework of emancipated bliss

A breathless helter-skelter ride of amazing sensual experience and miraculous, vibrant energy

A paradise of astonishment and inexhaustible vitality

Of boundless invention and quivering breathtaking ecstasy

A circuit for Spirit to flow through in all its innumerable forms

A place of infinite love and a learning zone for the continuous evolution of consciousness

This is Earth, shimmering gorgeously aqueous blue in the velvety darkness of space

Lit by the loving radiance of the Sun

Sacred to all her indigenous people

To all those who match her immaculate electrifying resonance

By harmonising with her seasons and aligning their hearts to the purity and selflessness of her giving

Whose waters are vital and elemental

And whose soils are the primary alluvial medium

Of wondrous magical alchemy

Sparking us into being

Celebrating and consolidating our essence

Where all things come to grow and blossom

For the briefest interval of time

Before fading and returning to dust

Caught In A Trap

A web has been spun around this world

And set in place so expertly, so insidiously

That those it is designed to ensnare have little perception

Of its very existence

A network of pure diamond translucence

And awesome shimmering luminosity

Staggeringly sized

And flowing effortlessly across time

And worming through portals and spatial dimensions

Immeasurable circuit of spirals

Ageless, incomprehensible geometry

Built with the finest, most intricate gossamer coils of light

Incomparable and voluminous

Exquisite and beautiful

A matrix of fire demanding ever more energy to feed it

Not just the dark negatives of fear and sorrow

Submissiveness and passivity

But also the higher frequencies of love and harmony

Truth and the pure joyous states of rapture and exuberance

Lightning sentient intelligence and irrepressible human consciousness

Jealously guarded and hidden from view

By a warrior elite of meta raiders and master geneticists

Who blocked the Earth’s cognizant imprint to all outside influence

Disguising her radiance and lush harmonic field

And sublimating her channel

Keeping her bounty locked inside a frozen sarcophagus of tears

The Apparatus Of Fear

Everything is in place, embedded deeply within the infrastructure of our waking reality

Propped up and enforced by a phalanx of homicidal cohorts and agents

Labyrinthine inner circles and secret societies

Impenetrable governmental departments and religious institutions

Layers on Layers

Where men stand behind curtains pulling levers

And producing klaxon wails to terrify and dissipate the crowds

The designers of Pharaohs and Frankenstein emperors

Of composite teleprompter presidents and diplomats

Slick, profligate subterranean bankers

Soulless doomsday simulacrum pontiffs and ayatollahs

Bloodthirsty instigators of witch hunts and ruthless pogrom purges

Masters of the occult and promoters of energy capture symbolism

The designers of granite and limestone monolith antennae

Macabre machine coded domed amplifiers

Harum scarum gargoyles and scaly halloween cult architecture

Purveyors of war and needless, premature death

Manipulators of etheric fields and history

Liars and deceivers

Psychopaths, misogynists

Cheerleaders of anger and despair

A warped pantheon of parasites and vampires feeding off the energy of the human race

Siphoning off life force and feeding it to their masters and false gods

Sounding The Alarm

We could spin this thing around if we wanted to

Dismantle and recalibrate the whole system

By converting it to an alternative energy source

With love and with truth

With integrity and compassion

Something which stands on its own and shines with its own inextinguishable light

By recognising the unity in all things

By just saying No!

By lifting ourselves out of the pit of chaos and servitude

Deception and extreme selfish desire

By raising ourselves up and expanding our consciousness

To get educated so we can become serious participants in the game

And not unknowing victims trapped in an illusion of fear

To see through all their tricks and manipulations

By cutting off their power and resonating with independence and free will

And reconnecting with our infinite nature, our primary source

The electricity of Spirit flowing through the immensity and multi-dimensional capacity of our hearts

Leading us further away from tyranny and the horrors of war

Replenished by the Sun and the enervating charge of an emancipated Earth

Towards a freedom of the mind and a galaxy of jubilant, visionary stars

Into a pure state of knowing

Where we can remember our common purpose and be true to ourselves

The only way home

Sources

Bronte Baxter, Blowing The Whistle On Enlightenment: Confessions of a New Age Heretic

http://brontebaxter.wordpress.com/

Mathew Delooze, Breaking The Serpent’s Spell

http://www.oneballradio.com/contributors/matthew_delooze/articles

David Icke, The Biggest Secret

http://www.davidicke.com/

Robert Morningsky, The Terra Papers

http://www.robertmorningsky.com/

Barbara Marciniak, Earth

http://www.pleiadians.com/earth.html

Viktor Schauberger, Nature as Teacher

http://www.schauberger.co.uk/

Websites

http://vigilantcitizen.com/

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